Chapter five hundred and sixty seventh tragic battlefield
The dark smoke obscured the entire battlefield, and the distant mountains and forests were shrouded in haze. Only the outlines were revealed and could not be seen clearly.
The sharp whistle of the shell tearing through the air was heard from time to time, and the bright light produced by the explosion was dazzling. The sweeping air wave carried a large amount of gravel and sand into the sky along with the black smoke, leaving a shocking crater on the ground.
Thick gunshots came from the looming smoke, sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west, sometimes far away, sometimes very close, making every recruit who arrived on the battlefield tense and confused, not knowing what the battlefield was like.
How vast and vast.
The veterans walking in the queue were calm and composed. Although gunshots rang out from time to time in the nearby smoke, they were not worried at all.
After bloody battles, most of the time, because the battlefield is obscured by gunpowder smoke, it is difficult to see how wide it is and the enemy cannot be seen clearly. Most of the time, you need to use your ears to distinguish carefully.
Veterans with outstanding abilities can judge the number of enemies by the sound of gunshots, whether they are friendly forces or Japanese. Of course, the battlefield situation is complex, and it may not be accurate every time, but most of the time it is indistinguishable.
"Bang -" A dull gunshot suddenly rang out from the area on the left, and soon the light machine gun also started howling.
The recruits who were marching towards the battlefield in the smoke suddenly started to commotion. Many of them immediately fell to the ground in fear, and some were busy pulling the bolts of their guns to prepare to shoot at the unclear battle area.
"Don't mess around, take cover on the spot! Don't shoot without orders!"
The sudden sound of gunshots nearby made the recruits feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but the veterans who served in each squad and platoon had calm expressions, and the short and powerful sounds were like a shot in the arm, making the recruits' tense bodies relax a little.
The firefight that occurred nearby was sudden, but it ended quickly. Within two minutes of the crackling fire, the gunfire suddenly stopped.
Recruit Luo Wencai lay in a prone position behind a ridge, trying hard to open his eyes to see clearly what was happening in the lingering smoke, but it was in vain.
The armies of both sides have been fighting fiercely on this battlefield for a week. The woods and valleys hinder the circulation of air, the smoke cannot be dispersed, and the field of vision is greatly restricted.
The sound of gunfire stopped, and the hidden brothers were all staring at the direction of the exchange of fire except for breathing heavily. The scene fell into an eerie silence.
"Batalion deputy, who won the battle?" Luo Wencai gently touched Qin Shou, the deputy battalion commander who was lying next to him, and carefully lowered his voice and asked.
Qin Shou withdrew his gaze from the smoke, inserted the rifle into the holster on his waist again, and replied in a low voice: "Our people should have won."
Qin Shou had heard clearly just now that the first one to fire was the 79 rifle. Although the exchange of fire was mixed with the crisp sound of the 38 gun, the Czech light machine gun was the last to stop.
"Battal Lieutenant, you can't see over there, how do you know our people have won?" Recruit Luo Wencai said doubtfully.
Deputy Battalion Commander Qin Shou reached for the kettle from his waist, unscrewed the lid, took a sip of water, and moistened his dry throat, then answered slowly: "On the battlefield, we have to listen to all directions and see the six directions.
You must always listen carefully to distinguish the difference between the gunfire of the Japanese and the sound of our gunfire..."
After Qin Shou's words, recruit Luo Wencai suddenly realized. Looking at the calm veterans around him, his admiration for them rose to a new level.
"If you want to survive, you still need to learn a lot." Qin Shou patted recruit Luo Wencai on the shoulder to encourage him, then turned to wave to Captain Su Er, who was lying not far away.
Su Er carried a 79 rifle and ran up to Qin Shou, lying on his side on the ground, and said: "Lieutenant, what are your orders?"
Qin Shou pointed to the place where the firefight had just occurred and said: "Take a few brothers over to see the situation."
"Yes." Su Er responded and crouched back, and soon several crouched veterans covered each other and disappeared from the sight of the brothers.
Soon the sound of footsteps was heard in the invisible smoke. Su Er came back with his brothers. Behind them were more than a dozen unkempt friendly brothers carrying stretchers.
Su Er made a safe gesture to Qin Shou from a distance. Qin Shou patted the dirt on his body and stood up, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Safety!"
The brothers stood up one after another and looked at the group of people walking from the fighting area. They were dirty and ragged, and they were no longer human.
When I got closer, I could smell the sour smell all over their bodies. There were several brothers on the stretcher who were bleeding like a fountain and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they were trotting towards the back in a hurry.
The strong smell of blood flowed along the place where they walked. Looking at the brothers who were lying on stretchers whose life and death were unknown, the brothers who were heading to the front line stepped aside one after another to give way, with solemn expressions, and watched them disappear from sight.
"The infiltration of little Japs have been eliminated." Captain Su Er put his rifle back on his shoulder and casually reported to Deputy Battalion Commander Qin Shou.
Qin Shou and the Japs fought countless bloody battles on the battlefield. The Japs often sent countless small groups to infiltrate their defense lines. They also had many commandos who often sneaked into the Japs' positions to throw grenades. This was something they were used to doing, so they didn't pay attention to it.
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Qin Shou ran and gave a brief report to Yang Ling, confirming that the little devils had been eliminated. Yang Ling and the others did not stop, and the winding team continued to move forward.
The recruits who were high-spirited before departure no longer had the same high-spirited enthusiasm as before, but were replaced by pale complexions and tense faces.
The team walked silently through the ruins of the battlefield. The sultry air was oppressive and hot, and a foul smell could be heard from time to time.
Those corpses that were too late to be cleaned up due to the fighting were discarded on the roadside and were already rotting and smelly. Only the dirty uniforms and helmets could be used to tell whether they were soldiers or Japanese soldiers, but most of them were Japanese soldiers who had been beaten to death.
Before the outcome of this battle was determined, both sides had no time or energy to dispose of these corpses, and could only let them lie in the mud and rot.
The weather in September is extremely hot, and corpses decompose very quickly. Many corpses on the roadside are covered with flies. Whenever someone passes by, a large number of flies will fly up. If you look carefully, there are countless more on the rotting corpses.
white maggots squirming.
Many recruits couldn't stand it when they saw this scene, and vomited all the way until their feet became weak due to vomiting. When the veterans saw the recruits, they laughed and scolded them for being worthless.
If they were ridiculed and scolded by the veterans on the training ground, the recruits would definitely retort because of their pride. But now that they can't help but vomit when they open their mouths, they have no time to respond to the ridicule of the veterans.
The team kept moving forward, and after about four or five miles in the thick fog, the gunfire from the front became fierce, and the messenger riding a thin horse once again gave the order to hide on the spot and stand by.
"Go into the bomb crater over there."
The junior officers shouted and drove the recruits to jump into the shocking craters. These craters were all left in the past few days, and the bottom of the crater was already filled with a pool of dirty water.
But now the recruits didn't care so much. They jumped into the crater one after another in squad units, like dumplings, breathing heavily.